And so finally to stage 3, because undue haste is very much not in the tradition of the Lanterne Rouge, and a stage that people are saying was one for the ages - the specific ages being the three geological periods that the first 118km took to traverse. Fortunately an intermediate sprint then broke out, although given the soporific build-up everybody seems to have been caught by surprise. After a huge amount of argy and no small degree of bargy, the main result was a badly broken Jasper Philipsen who departs the tour with a broken collarbone and two popped ribs. Philipsen was naturally distressed, and possibly the only person disappointed to not be watching the rest of the stage. An unwelcome reminder that to finish last, first you have to last to the finish. We wish him a speedy recovery.
The rest of the course saw the entire peloton mark themselves out of any movement on the underall - a combination of a block headwind and a dead flat parcours saw only Tim Wellens bother with an attack, and that to save Pogačar the embarrassment of wearing his badly measled kit two days in a row. Wellens might have considered dropping off the back of the peloton immediately afterwards except that I'm not sure it's actually possible to cycle that slowly.
On the subject of UAE, I see Vingegaard's wife has been saying that Tadej is lucky because it's obvious he's the team leader. I'm not sure being the only UAE rider apart from Wellens to make the split in the opening stage is quite the shining demonstration of their support for Pogačar that he would have wanted, but it certainly made it obvious that nobody else was bothered about their own personal ambitions. Perhaps that's also why he "jokingly" went back to the team car this afternoon - he's not only the team leader but apparently his own best domestique...
The final run in was marked by yet more crashes - the last time Dunkirk saw that many fallen bodies was likely 1940. The role call inevitably includes veteran chaos-magnet Geraint Thomas, but also a Remco Evenpoel who was desperately trying to stay up front and out of trouble, Laurenz Wrecks living up to his name for the second time today, and Coquard rounding off a thoroughly miserable afternoon. Most of them seem to be largely ok, the big concerns are for Jordi Meeus and Émilien Jeannière, both of whom will be assessed tomorrow. I can only assume that the standard concussion questions - "do you remember the first 118km of today's stage?" - will be as hard for them to answer as the rest of us.
The crashes also involved the lanterne (all too literally) on the road - Cees Bol - and his wingman David Ballerini. There's no suggestion either are terribly hurt, but if they wanted an excuse to take it easy over the next couple of days they now have one. The biggest effect though was that by causing virtually the whole peloton to come to a halt, any developing gaps in the peloton were immediately removed by the race jury throwing their hands up in the air and awarding everybody the same time. The haste of this decision was partly pragmatic, and partly so they could start distributing cards in the angry manner of a magician undergoing a particularly nasty divorce. Brian Coquard in particular was awarded one so forcefully that we may not see if it really was the card they were thinking of for at least a couple of bowel movements yet. Join us tomorrow to see if Un Ox really do have the one bovine they keep promising, or if it's just a load of bull...
Stage honours:
Literally everybody
Dishonours: